Free Cake by Derekica Snake

are over, my Little One. Welcome to my world.”
    Sitting up, I looked down at myself, and saw that my chest was covered in blood. The sheet I was laying on was drenched with it as well. My hair was matted to my head…with what, I didn’t want to know. I needed to shower, but as I tried to get off the bed I ended up on the floor. My legs were refusing to work.
    “ Do you require my assistance, Sex?”
    I gritted my teeth; I’d given him permission to call me that. “Yes. Did I get my fangs?”
    Marcus walked towards me, wrapping a linen bandage around his forearm. “Yes, you got your fangs, though you will need to learn how to bite. You did not even hit a vein.”
    “ Sorry,” I said, though I wasn’t sorry in the least. He caught me around the arms and hauled me to my feet. I was so light-headed and weak that my limbs felt like nothing more than dead weight. I started to topple over, but he quickly grabbed me and swept me up into his strong arms in the typical bridal lift again. I’d take being held like this as opposed to slamming my face into a concrete floor any day.
    Once we were inside the shower Marcus deliberately slid me down his naked body. His cock was already stirring.
    “ You’re going to fuck me? I can’t even stand up!” Did I say that out loud?
    “ You need to drink,” he answered, pressing me back against the shower wall and leaning over, presenting his neck. I could see a shallow pulse there, and my eyes locked on it. “You can live off other vampires if you need to, but the best blood is human. You cannot control the extension of your fangs yet as you can’t bring them down at will, so you’ll have to rely on scent to do that for you. The scent of fresh blood will do it every time.”
    I watched as he broke the skin of his throat with his thumbnail, and a drop of crimson blood oozed out. A sudden sharp pain, as though I’d been punched in the jaw, made me grab at my mouth. Sharp fangs now protruded where my canines had once been; crap, they were long, far longer than Marcus’. Even he was staring at them.
    “ What…?” I challenged.
    “ Your fangs are at their full extension. Once you gain control over them, you will be able to control their length. Now, find the vein in my throat, and remember, straight in and straight out. The key is to not leave any sign on the donor. Try five swallows. No more than that. You are still changing, and too much will simply make you sick.”
    Hearing him giving me instruction on how to drink blood was just like being critiqued on my kissing technique. I was so self-conscious that I didn’t even know which way to turn my head, and when I did lean in, I scratched him with a fang. Using my tongue to find the pulse, I pressed down my jaws and my mouth was instantly filled with his sweet, warm blood. I groaned and eagerly swallowed his essence. It was heavenly. He tasted of cold, crisp apples and wet leaves. He was my very own apple orchard. I swallowed again and again, and then, concentrating, I tried to make sure I backed straight out so as not to hurt him. Little rivulets of blood seeped from the dual wounds, and I licked at them in the same way as Marcus had done to mine so many times.
    “ You don’t have to lick vampires, we heal quickly,” he said, watching. “But maybe you should get into the habit anyway. How are you feeling?”
    “ Stronger.” I stepped away from the shower wall, waiting to see if I was going to start swaying. I didn’t. “A lot stronger,” I reaffirmed, turning the shower on and setting the temperature as Marcus came to stand behind me.
    “ May I have you?”
    I blinked and turned around. I had to tip my head back to look up at him. He was looming over me, his palms pressed by the shower head and his upper torso angling toward me.
    “ What’s to stop you, since me being all bloody is apparently a turn-on for you?” He lowered his head, and I thought he was going to kiss me like he normally did, but instead he